I'm in work in an hour and a half
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And the gin is still fresh on the end of my scarf
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How long can we keep up with this?
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And if we didn't is there anything that we would miss?
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The sun comes up over Raven South
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You're a raving, misbehaving mouth
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I never thought that we'd like each other
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But lo and behold
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This love will last forever and ever and ever
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Here come the young men
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I'll never show my back to the painting
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Youth encompassed, ready and straight in
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She looks at me like nobody else can
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Eye to eye, eye to eye
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Are we getting older?
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Are we getting wiser?
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Or are we getting none of the above?
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And does it matter when
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This love will last forever and ever and ever
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Here come the young men
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This love will last forever and ever and ever, and then
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And so the party's finished
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Serotonin has diminished
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The curtains become see through
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And there's a Cadbury's flake in the corner
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And we'll be doing it all again
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Weekend in Burnage was our den
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A bond we made together
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This love will last forever and ever and ever
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Here come the young men.
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Here Come The Young Men
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| The Courteeners |
